Strip it back

You are now listening to Young Chencs

Aight, look, my flow′s unmatched

I talk to myself on my own, I'm tapped

Columbus, the way I took over the map

Composure, women lose that around man

My accountant′s monthly fee's a grand

They don't wanna see me and Ybeeez expand

I got a strategic plan

I′m a big man now, I gotta feed the fam

Serious, nah, it′s not a joke

Live Yours not a gang, it's more like a cult

Big boy Ranges, Vogue, not Evoque

White G-Wagon, I ride like the pope

Girls stressed that they can′t get a hold of me no more

GRM nomination, I got four awards

Ten-point lead, my team got the scoreboard

Cench, he a warlord, only want more gore

I don't know many that done it like man

MDMA, same colour as man

Bare blue ticks in my DM requests

Got bare bad B′s that I ain't hollered back

I′ve fucked famous tings that I've wanked over

I bust that nut into existence

If I get a feeling that you're fugazi

I′m trustin′ my gut and my instinct

True colours show when they see a man blow

They switch, what the fuck was I thinkin'?

For the love of my siblings

Man, I gotta double my income

Better yet, triple it

Wobble it, wiggle it, swallowing, dribbling

Jobless, IG modelling, I saw you commenting

Squabbling, I don′t do politics

I heard your tape, it don't sound too promising

Need me a crib same road as Abramovich

Undies right on my arse, I ain′t panicking

Stand up tall for my rights, I'm an activist

Pen game come like .45 calibre

Stress, I′ll manage it, strong mentality

Almost fell off and lost my sanity

Course I'm planning it, causing an anarchy

Psycho, hanging him, put him in a gallery

I got label execs tryna sway me

I'm tryna fuck on the A&R lady

M′s on the paper, can′t persuade me

I got a blueprint similar to JAY-Z

I'm matchin′ the car with the Rollie

I got the same pattern as Pastor Tobi (huh)

R.I.P. Marcus Garvey, the Babylon can't control me, nah

Remaining calm through the madness

Flex, then a man get jacked, no cactus

Mixtape dropped but it′s more like a chapter

My shooter in the six is sort of like a Raptor

I don't know why you thought that you could hack this

Send a man up to the north of the atlas

I was manifesting a kilo

I′m breaking the law with the law of attraction

And this beat from Cash, not from YouTube

These rappers never been paid

They get a lil' famous, spend all their bands

They spend the whole fuckin' advance

These rubbed out stars keep fuckin′ their fans (huh)

It′s a bit different for me

If I had it my way, my bae wouldn't know me

But no matter what country I′m in

The females there all know who I am

My gang's not a play-play ting

It′s a serious type of organisation

We need the type of wealth

That'll stay in the world for a few generations

They′re doing whatever just to go viral

Some internet sensation rappers

Big men on the 'net just bitchin'

I swear that they′re aging backwards

I just got the pendant full of baguettes

I feel like Frank when he put on the mink

They′re plottin', I′m not surprised

I've been broke too, I know how they think

You inherited dough, we inherited debt

So I gotta catch up, I′m behind on the rent

What you know about takin' risks?

Kept my last five bags and declined an M

A lot of man came and went

I might do the same, get out of here sooner

Fake my death like 2Pac

Move out the fam to a crib in Cuba

They wanna see a man go out like Biggie

But I ain′t ready to die

They're saying that time is money

I got some money, ain't got any time

Don′t be a fuckin′ fool

And put your family's life in jeopardy

They ain′t makin' it out of the hood

It ain′t hard to find my enemies (huh)

I gotta watch what I say these days

It's long now I′m a celebrity

I don't wanna chit-chat

If it ain't about money, please don′t message me

My ting clear, uh

Look in my rear and I don′t see a single soul

Should've seen what we did with snow

Had London like we was in North Pole, uh

Done with these Insta hoes, uh

Tryna get the kid exposed, uh

Didn′t wanna link me though

When the bag weren't there and the whip was old

Cench, I got a distinctive flow, uh

Tour life, out of the country

Truth be told, I ain′t missin' home

Told the kids to stay in school

They ain′t hearing that, they just hit the roads

Paving the way for the mandem

I come back down to uplift my bro's

'Fore I leave my guys, I′ll slit my throat

Nah, can′t mix pleasure with business

But this A&R lady's fire

Gotta keep this one quiet

Gotta deny it, she might get fired

As long as your pussy′s tight

I don't care who you fucked on prior

Chasing bags, not bitches

Which is the reason that my eyes look tired

We get paid to go to the club, the fuck?

You think that we′re there for fun?

You know that you're in for some serious head

When she puts her hair in a bun

I can′t look at them man the same

I've seen them lie and swear on their mum

Go to the hood and show some love

Just spent 3K on AirForce Ones

Me and Wadz were sharing clothes

New J's just dropped, got two pairs each

Two bed flat and it′s just for me

Got a room for bro whenever he needs

What d′you mean, "Breathe, breathe"?

Don't tell me to breathe

Bae, be yourself with me

What d′you mean it's only me?

Don′t sell me a dream